This week was my very first baptism! Martin has 11 years, and is the nephew of our mamita (the primary president and wife of the branch president), but his mother and older brother have been inactive for years. We´ve been teaching his entire family the lessons for about two months and on Saturday he was baptized! It was really great because now his mom and brother are attending Sacrament and him and his brother have gotten involved in the young men´s program. Most of their activities are playing soccer, so it wasn´t hard. Anyway, his entire family came to the baptism, many of whom have also been inactive for years who we´ve also been working with. It was really great and I sang Cuando Me Bautice (I Like to Look for Rainbows). YAAY!!
Anywho, I can´t believe this, but I´m almost done with my training. For the first three months, you´re in training, which means extra studying in the morning and it also means you stay in one place for the whole time too. But in three weeks I´ll be done and could be training someone else AHHHH!!! I have rather a lot of Spànish to learn still, but it´s much much better. One of the members who accompanied us to one of our lessons thought I was finishing my mission. HA! not even close, but I appreciate the sentiment.
I haven´t eaten any more pig´s blood, but I did eat some type of fish soaked in pancake batter and fried. It was absolutely delicious. Also raspberry and chocolate flan soaked in vanilla milk. So really I´m quite spoiled.
Here in Chile, it´s the custom to greet someone with a kiss on the cheek, which basically means you bump cheeks and make a kissing sound. I always try and play the prelude music before church but I think it´s an unspoken rule that you greet every single person in the room, so I´m interrupted about 70 times with kisses on the cheek, it´s wonderful. However, because we´re missionaries, with the men, we shake hands. But the concept of a firm handshake doesn´t exist here (probably cause it´s all about the kissing), but apparently I have a very firm handshake, and all the men make exaggerated wincing faces whenever I shake their hands and give me a hard time about it. But I´m trying to instigate the custom, so now every time I shake their hands, they all do their best to give a really firm handshake. I´m so proud.
Anyway, the gospel is true people. Work hard, love others and trust in the Lord and all will be well. I love you all!
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